#rureno

“Sir - do you think that’s really wise? We’ve got him on perimeter right now.” Tseng comments, Reno already heading towards the hotel where he sees Rufus is waiting under the awning that leads out to the hotel’s aquatic area. “I can-” 

“Enjoy your sun. You need it.” Reno approaches Rufus, who looks at him with a smirk on his lips. Fuck. Reno knows he is in some serious trouble if Rufus is being this bold out in the open. “Don’t bother me for a bit. Reno will stand guard in my room. I’ll let you know when I’m ready for dinner.” 

“Very well, sir. Reno - make sure that the President stays safe.”

“Yessir.” He stares right back at Rufus, who is looking at him like he’s a bloody steak. Reno can feel his pulse beginning to fluctuate as he follows Rufus back into the hotel. He taps his ear, turning off his communicator, and takes it out of his ear. “How was yer meetin’, sir?” Reno asks, keeping the comments boring. 

Rufus turns to look at him, his eyes narrowed. “Why are you asking?” 

“Well, it’s jes that because of ye, sir, I’ve been forced ta wear this.” He grabs onto his tie, and gives it a hard yank. “Are ya fuckin’ insane?!” 

“What’s wrong with it?” Rufus turns his head away, the smirk still very much prevalent in the way he speaks to him. “You look put together. Nice. A real Turk. I’m proud of you, Reno.” 

“Shut th’ fuck UP.” Trying to keep his temper under control is becoming a problem for him. Which is no surprise because it seems that Rufus knows exactly how to make him upset without having to do or say much to make it happen. Grabbing the key from his back pocket, he put it in the slot for the Presidential Suite, and yanked the door open. “In you go, sir.” 

“Thank you.”

He waits for Rufus to go into the suite, then follows him in. Tempted to slam the door shut, he closes it with little noise. “May I take my tie off now, sir?” He asks, waiting for Rufus to give him some sign of acknowledgement. “It’s very hot, and I would like ta not be.” 

“If you complain that it’s hot one more time, I’m going to give you a reason to sweat.” Rufus turns around, his arms now crossed over his chest as he gives him a look. “I mean it, Reno. Say it one more time.” 

Not bothering to listen to him, he instead undoes the knot at his throat and yanks the tie off, causing it to chafe against his skin with how rough he does it. He glares at him, and unbuttons two buttons. “It’s fuckin’ hot, yo. Makin’ me and Rude wear our full fuckin’ uniforms while Tseng gets ta prance around in his fuckin’ swim shorts? What th’ fuck bullshit is that?!” 

“If you recall, I believe I had Tseng do the casual look today so that you would be able to do it tomorrow. Or did you forget?” Rufus steps closer to him, the look in his icy blue eyes telling Reno to be on his guard. “Is the door locked?” 

“It automatically locks, sir.” He reminds him. “If yer askin’ if I put the secondary lock on, th’ answer is yes. I’m not a fuckin’ idiot. I know what yer like.” He closes the distance between the two of them, and yanks Rufus down to him, kissing him hard on the lips. He’s done keeping the wall up, as he knows that this is what Rufus wants, because it’s what he wants. “I’m hot.” 

“You asked for it.” Rufus steps away from him, then takes him to the master suite, where he sees the bed is in the same state of disarray that they’d left it in earlier in the morning. Now that had been a dumb risk that they couldn’t help themselves from partaking in. He’d snuck into Rufus’ room during the predawn hour when he knew that Tseng was on his daily five kilometer run, knowing exactly how much time it would take him to get back to the suite. They had become experts at hiding their relationship in plain sight of the other Turks, that Reno begins to wonder if somehow they’re just thinking they’re being sneaky about it when the rest of team actually knows about their relationship. 

He’s pushed to the bed, Rufus unbuttoning his shirt, except for the last button, which goes flying off towards the window. “Gaia damn it, Ruf’!” He groans, but doesn’t really hold any anger in his voice as he watches Rufus undo his belt. “Ya know I only got so many fuckin’ shirts!” 

“And it was the last button. It’s not like you wear your shirt untucked.” Icy blue eyes stared at him. “Oops.” 

“Oh, fuck off.” Reno glares at him, but then can’t help but smile as the belt gets pulled from the loops, and tossed to the floor. “Ya know, ya could have kept it on me.” 

“Not for what I want to do.” 

His stomach rolls like he’s free-falling, and then sees Rufus pull away to get himself undressed. Reno finishes taking off the rest of his clothes, dropping them in a pile while he reaches and grabs the belt off the floor. “Whatcha want today, sweetheart?” He gives the belt a little snap, and sees Rufus visibly shudder hard, now sitting on the bed in front of him completely naked. “Do ya want a little spanking?” Snap. “Or, do ya want me ta use this on yer wrists?” Snap. “Or, we could jes drop it all together, and I can jes fuck that pretty little hole of yers. I bet it’s all wet with my cum still, ain’t it?” 

“Fuck.” Rufus moans, dropping his head towards where Reno’s cock is. He doesn’t tell him no when he feels him start to lick it, using a lot of spit. 

“That’s it, baby….” He murmurs, pushing his hands through the well-coiffed blond hair, making it a down right mess as he yanks hard on his hair. “Suck it like ya mean it.” 

The most powerful man on Gaia obeys his command, and puts his mouth right around the tip of his cock and sucks the ever living shit out of it. Reno begins to hump his mouth, now up on his knees with both of his hands holding onto Rufus’ head, making the President his bitch for the moment. Rubbing his cock along the slick wet muscle, Reno knows it won’t take much more to get him to explode, and so he loosens the grip he has on Rufus’ head and starts to push his cock down his throat. 

“Time ta swallow a tasty treat…” He shoves more of his cock down Rufus’ throat, listening to him gag for a split second before recovering. Looking down at him, he stares into his eyes as he begins to come, watching as tears roll down Rufus’ cheeks as he swallows everything that Reno gives to him. Once he’s depleted his supply, he starts to pull his hips back, but Rufus keeps his lips wrapped tight around the tip, sucking on it to make it hard again. 

Groaning low, he pulls back, as Rufus stares up at him. “Spank me.” Rufus says, turning around to show him his ass. “I deserve it.” 

“Why? Were ya fuckin’ the wait staff while I was busy keepin’ my eyes on the fuckin’ perimeter?” He picks up the belt and gives it a firm snap. “How about I jes tease ya a little with it?” 

“Would you be upset at me if I did fool around with someone else?” 

Reno stares at him, his stomach no longer feeling pleasant. Instead, it feels like he’d just swallowed a brick, and the mood to be kinky is quickly depleting fast. “That ain’t funny, Ruf’.” 

“I’m asking you a serious question.” Rufus turns to look back at him, resting on his elbows with his ass still up in the air. “Would you be upset?” 

“What th’ fuck do ya think?” He glares at him, no longer in the mood to play these stupid games. “Fuck off, Rufus. If this is how ya think ya gotta treat me ta do something I’m not, yer a fuckin’ idiot.” 

“Answer the question.” 

“Of course I’d be upset!” Reno yells, staring back at him as he can feel the anger flare inside of him. “Why wouldn’t I be? Ye told me ya loved me. Ain’t that true? Or is that a fuckin’ lie?” 

“No, it’s the truth.” 

“Tell me ya haven’t been foolin’ around with anyone else but me.” 

“When would I have time?” 

“Then why are ya askin’ me such a fucking shitty question?!” His heart hurts in a way that he doesn’t like. The idea that Rufus could be fooling around with someone else was never something that had ever crossed his mind before, but now that the man has asked him, he’s always going to be wondering if that’s the case. “I fuckin’ hate you so much right now. This is done. I’m done.” He drops the belt, and starts to get up off the bed. 

A hand lands on his forearm, Rufus holding onto him tight. “Reno - stop. I didn’t mean to make you so upset. I was just asking a question.” 

“No, ya weren’t. Ya asked me that to get me riled up, but instead of gettin’ that, yer gettin’ me being all sad because that hurt, Ruf.” He stares at him with sadness in his eyes, hating that he is seriously thinking about leaving. “I can’t deal wit’ this.” 

“Reno, please.” The begging can be heard quite clearly in the President’s voice, which causes Reno to stay still. “I didn’t know you’d react like this. You’re right - I thought you’d get upset, but not sad. Tell me how to fix this. I don’t want you to go. I’ve missed you all day.” 

Lowering his head, he looks down at the floor. “Jes because ya flaunt yer feelings towards me most of the time doesn’t mean I don’t feel th’ same way as ya do. I jes don’t say it the same way. Please, Ruf’, don’t ever ask if I’d be upset if ye were fuckin’ someone else. Because of course I would be. I love ye, don’t I?” He turns to look at him, and sees Rufus staring up at him. “Don’t treat me like I don’t, yo. I don’t deserve it.” 

“You don’t.” Rufus pulls on his arm, pulling him back onto the bed. He doesn’t bother to fight it, because this is where he ultimately wants to be. Rufus can say as many mean things to him as he wants, and Reno will take it because he is in love with him. “You can trust me, okay? I’m not doing anything with anyone else. You’re the only one that gets to see my cock, and my ass. And I guess, in some respects, my heart.” 

“Yer a real fuckin’ charmer, ya know that?” He stares up at him, Rufus now hovering over him. He feels him getting settled on his thighs, their cocks coming into contact with each other. 

Rufus puts his hands on his chest, his nails biting into his skin. “I’m sorry I’m an idiot. I can make mistakes too, you know. I’m human.” 

“No, yer not.” Reno teases him, groaning low as Rufus moves up off of his thighs, and starts to tease his ass with the tip of his cock. “Yer a fuckin’ monster.” 

“A monster that loves you so much.” Rufus drops his head down to his, and Reno accepts the passionate kiss that is given to him, groaning low as their tongues rough each other up while his cock starts to sink back into the President’s body. “So, so much, Reno…” 

He puts his hands on Rufus’ hips, pushing him down onto his cock as he stares up into his eyes. “I know, baby….I love ya too.” It’s getting easier to confess his feelings to him, the initial hurt now fading to a whisper inside of his chest. “Now, ride my dick like yer life depends on it.” 

That gets Rufus’ attention, as he lifts himself back up, putting his hands back on Reno’s chest as he starts to roll his hips back and forth. Reno can feel his lover’s inner walls massaging his cock with each little roll of Rufus’ hips, his own body itching to make him move faster. He keeps a loose hold on his hips, but when it gets to be too much, he digs his fingertips into the soft flesh and yanks him back down onto his cock. It doesn’t take much effort to make Rufus bounce hard, savoring the loud moans that he makes the President release with each drop back down onto his cock. Reno can see Rufus’ cock dripping with precum, and the second his hand touches his cock, he makes the man explode all over his hand. 

Bringing his hand up to his mouth, he licks off the remnants of Rufus’ orgasm, groaning as he feels himself starting to reach the edge. Rufus bounces hard on his cock, making Reno explode deep inside of him with a low moan. He drops his hand and stares up at him, panting hard as Rufus looks back at him with a satisfied smile on his face, then drops back down to his chest, the two of them covered in a light sheen of sweat. 

“I told you I’d give you a reason to sweat.” Rufus mumbles, keeping his cheek pressed against his chest. “Was it good?” 

“It’s always good wit’ ya, baby.” He grins, nodding his head as he combs his fingers through Rufus’ hair. “Ya want me ta go back out there and pretend I’m doin’ my job?” 

“I want you to stay here.” The weight on top of him shifts as Rufus slips off of his cock, and lays beside him on the bed. “Stay with me. They can’t come in. You locked them out.” 

“They’re gonna know somethin’ is up if I don’ take that lock off.” Reno shakes his head. “Ya know we can’t. We’ve made it work well. We’ll be back in Midgar soon, won’t we?” 

“No.” 

“No??” Reno stares at Rufus, who won’t look at him. “What’s goin’ on, Princess? Why can’t we go back home yet?” 

“They want me to go and meet with Scarlet up in Wutai.” 

That unpleasant ache returns to his gut. “Yer takin’ Tseng.” 

“I have to.” 

Sighing, Reno tries not to be upset because he knows Rufus is right. There is no other person that can really do the job except for Tseng. “How long?” 

“We’re leaving tomorrow night. I don’t think I’m due to arrive back in Midgar for two weeks.” He can hear Rufus isn’t pleased by the situation. “I was going to tell you, maybe when we weren’t naked but oh well.” 

“I ain’t mad, sweetheart.” He reaches up to touch Rufus’ face, needing to remember that while he gets to be with the most powerful man on the planet, Rufus has obligations that he can’t put a stop to. “Fine. Two weeks. When ya fuckin’ get home, yer comin’ to my place, got it? And we ain’t gonna leave for two days. I’ll play hooky.” 

“You’ll get in trouble.” Rufus smirks, as he nods his head. “Fine. You have a deal.” Reno watches him reach down, and pulls up the belt from the floor. “Now, can we use this? Please? Don’t make me beg again, Reno.” 

Taking the leather from him, he gives it a firm snap and sees him shudder again. “Yer too easy, Princess.” He brings the leather to the back of his thigh, and gives it a quick snap. “That good for ya?” 

“You know it’s not.” 

“Ya want more?” 

“You know that I do.” 

Reno gives Rufus’ ass a good hard whack with the leather, and he watches him writhe against the bed. “That good?” 

“More!” 

Smirking, he gives it another snap. “Ya got materia, dontcha?” 

“You know I do. Make it hurt, Reno. Make me scream.” 

If they were going to be apart for another two weeks, Reno plans on thoroughly destroying Rufus today as much as he can. Hoping to the Gods that his other teammates won’t return back to the suite early, he gets on his knees and holds the belt in his hand. “Ya got it, Princess. Imma take real good care of ya.” 

He covers Rufus’ ass in welts, and the back of his thighs with the same pretty decorations. Reno fucks him hard while snapping the belt against his back as he takes him again, Rufus sobbing by the end of it all. He comes hard deep inside of him, while Rufus makes a total mess on the bed. Grabbing the materia, he quickly uses it on Rufus, taking away any visible sign of what he’d just done to him, but he knows that the pain will linger. 

“Yer a mad man, ya know that?” He whispers into Rufus’ ear, holding him close. “I love ye so damn much, Ruf’.” 

“I love you too.” The words are sloppy, Rufus clearly drunk off the high of what he’s just given to him. “Unlock the door. Stay outside.” 

“I need ta make sure yer okay after that.” Reno shakes his head. “Go ta sleep, and when ya wake up, I won’t be here.” 

“Okay. Sounds fair. Night.” Rufus blows him a kiss, then proceeds to conk out on him.